thank you, nowhere

[ a=27 ]

I see you walking down the hall
you don't give me a second glance
but that is just ok with me
'cause I don't want a second chance
it all seems funny to me now
in a peculiar sort of way
that I used to think I cared
but I've got nothing left to say
except you said it yourself
"this will never last"
you figured "who needs them?"
but now that it has passed
you've gotta cry a little bit
you've got nothing to show for it
except a picture album full
of happy pictures and a wall
filled with lonely photographs
not one of me out of them all
I used to ask about
the pictures of the people from "before"
and you calmly explain to me
how you "don't like them anymore"
well, look, it's happened again
but this time you've lost more
looks like you'll have to change yourself again
to even out to score
between you and your enemies
seems you've got a lot of these
including me

[ early 97 ]

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